billyfivecrows

In my warm chest
I built a cooling globe.

In my cold chest ribs
Burned. All around the world

Is a ridiculous saying

To have been.




Bones blush like a square wheel.




I dirty the bulb with a tone of shade

Unrevealed. I mean

Not previous. Impervious.

Congealed.



(When I was a kid, when we would take long family drives through the Texas countryside
Ranchers would have been seen to have shot coyote, and draped the bodies
Over the barbed wire that doomed their cattle to comfort and fear.

I saw them and yes I did and yes I said "draped"

So strange it seemed that buzzards wouldn't eat them




Or just maybe

I'm too fragile

To be clear...)